yes it is bad.

[nevaehrose]

Don't venture down there.
You must run.
Run from her.

shes sick
she's twisted
blonde haired
blue eyed
sharp clawed
scirror handed.

sticks
ribbon
metal
stone
iron clasps
heckling laugh
set the tone.

smiles
and
laughs
manipulate the staff.

the sun goes down,
and she begins to go underground.

she's sick
she's twisted
she cuts you up
and locks you up.
puts your screams in a jar.

no one can hear you.
no one can see you.
no one can have you.,.,.
but her.

no one can touch you.
no one can reach you.
no one can steal you from her.

she's sick
she's twisted
she rather let you die.,.
Sit dying in the dark,
before she ever let you see
the light,
before she ever let you,
-leave-
her side.

you are hers-
hers at night,
hers at sun rise.
you are hers-
she can do what she likes.
you are hers-
you may never leave,
no matter what your plight.
you are hers-
because it is her right.